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parent tactic of sit and listen. What’s the right reaction here? The long-lost grandmother is speaking of craziness, royalty, and witches. Why is everyone calm?
    “Let me get this right: you’re here because I’m the next in line for some crown that I’ve never even heard of, about witches?”
    My eyebrow shoots up and I withhold my doubt out of respect for a lady who obviously believes this deep down. I look over at my father for some kind of interruption, but he looks just as serious.
    I huff at them both and wiggle my fingers in the air. “So I have some kind of magick, then?” As the words leave my lips, the electric tingle runs across my fingers and a faint blue light recedes into my skin. I shut my hand and it’s gone.
    WTF?
    “What do you call that, then?” My grandmother gestures toward my hand, eyebrows raised.
    “Static electricity?” She looks at me, accusatory. “Static electricity does not equal whatever craziness this is!” I say, frustrated.
    She looks at my father and grins. “See, did you see? Are you going to deny her? Unbind her at once!”
    My father leans forward and unleashes that deep commanding voice. “Sabine, you have no authority here, this is my daughter and you came here to trigger an event. It’s all about you and your political power trips. Are you scared she might deny you?” He pushes back and stands from the table to continue his rant.
    Mrs. Scott is walking down the hall and turns right around, upon seeing my father.
    This is ludicrous. What is she talking about, unbinding me? He’s accusing her of something?
    Flash. It’s blinding, I shield my eyes. The light is gone.
    I’m in the dark woods with mother, she is touching my face. Her familiar dark blonde hair reaches her shoulders in waves. Her dark blue eyes sparkle, her smile is reassuring. Her hands are touching me, warm, soft and loving.
    “Stay here, sweetheart. It will be okay.”
    I nod.
    I blink and I feel my eyes swelling with tears. I just heard my mother’s voice! I haven’t seen or heard her since that night, I had forgotten her voice.
    The flash is gone. I’m back in the dining room.
    I fidget in my seat, then stand, overwhelmed. It’s building, that uncontrollable part of me. I shake all over. It feels like a loud hum.
    “Willow.” My father brings my attention back to him. “As strange as it sounds, everything you are doubting is true, from magick to royalty. After the accident, I used magick to take away the memories of that horrific event. I also removed your memory of our heritage and extended family as a safety precaution.”
    I hear what my dad is saying. I’m his little girl, caught in his shadow, hoping to make him proud and awaiting his grin of approval. This time, however, all I can do is gape at him, while tears escape my eyes.
    “Is that what Sabine is talking about, unbinding? I’m bound?”
    He’s standing in front of me. “Yes,” he replies, reaching for me.
    I move away from the table, and from him. “Don’t! I don’t want to be unbound, then.”
    Sabine mouth hinges open.
    “I don’t want what you’re saying! Keep it. I don’t have to accept it, do I?” I’m still shaking. I clasp my hands into fists at my side to steady myself.
    My father’s eyes look worried. “No, you don’t. But your magick will beat on the surface and build. Your mother and I are from particular family blood lines, and your choices will be irrelevant. Magick will come.”
    Irrelevant? No choice. No choice. The words ring over and over in my head. My father and Sabine are talking to me and moving toward me but I can’t hear them. My anger builds, the static electricity moves over my body and down my arms, filling my clutched hands.
    No choice. No choice. No choice.
    I’m shaking more now, and the electricity is compounding shocking my arms. It hurts, but I bear the pain of stabbing needles into my skin, the pain is real in this chaos. Sabine is no longer moving toward me, but retreating. She